Chapter 47 : I am a Taoist priest, there is no reason why a Taoist priest is afraid of ghosts! [4 more flowers]

At noon, the sun was scorching.

Zhang Qingxuan stood outside the door of the Xiantao Huayuan Community, dressed in a strange costume, causing many people who entered and exited the community to cast strange glances at him.

But he didn’t care at all, as if he didn’t notice it, with a hand on his eyebrows, covering the dazzling sunlight above his head, while patrolling the seller’s figure.

Although I can’t feel the heat, the feeling of being exposed to the sun is very uncomfortable.

However, he didn’t complain in his heart.

For this kind of house, it is normal for the seller to check the house at noon.

As for waiting here…

That was when he was full and lunch was really idle and nothing to do. He came a bit too early.

Approaching the agreed time.

There was a beautiful figure in the crowd that caught Zhang Qingxuan’s eyes.

She was wearing an OL professional attire, her slender legs under her skirt were wrapped in black socks, and she stepped on a pair of black high heels with red soles. She walked and looked around, as if she was looking for something.

On the way, she glanced around Zhang Qingxuan, but her eyes were slightly surprised, and she didn’t stop much, and then it seemed that she didn’t find the person she was looking for. She took out her mobile phone and dialed a call.

When the call was connected, she heard the ringing of the phone and looked in the direction of the sound. Zhang Qingxuan, who was also looking at her, answered the call and said hello.

In the earpiece, there was also a voice of hello.

Seeing this, her eyes flashed with doubts, but she put down the phone and walked up to Zhang Qingxuan quickly, and asked politely: “Mr. Zhang?”

Zhang Qingxuan nodded: “Zhang Qingxuan.”

After getting the affirmation, she stretched out a white and long jade hand: “Hello, Mr. Zhang, my name is Qin Yan.”

“Hello.”

Zhang Qingxuan reached out and shook her.

Hold your hands together, and you’ll be divided with one touch.

Almost as a dog, Zhang Qingxuan was not in the mood to greet him any more, and went straight to the subject: “Miss Qin, let’s go to the house directly. If it meets my psychological expectations, I will be able to pay immediately.”

Pay directly.

Any salesperson who listens to this kind of refreshing words will laugh.

But Qin Yan’s exquisite and pretty face hadn’t changed much.

Just like the idea in her heart, she didn’t waver at all.

She shook her head and said, “Mr. Zhang, I am not here to show you the house. I just want to apologize to you, because I can’t sell this house to you.”

“Oh?”

Zhang Qingxuan was puzzled.

He couldn’t figure out why Qin Yan didn’t sell it to himself.

Isn’t it a good thing that someone takes over this kind of house?

Qin Yan noticed Zhang Qingxuan’s doubts, and she apologized and explained: “Mr. Zhang, if this house can be sold, it is really important to me, but you may not know much about this house, Mr. Zhang. It is cheap. There is a reason why it is cheap, this is a…”

“This is a ghost house, the first three owners, all died in it, right?”

Before she finished speaking, Zhang Qingxuan suddenly understood why she refused to sell the house, and interrupted her.

“You know?”

Qin Yan’s face was immediately stunned.

“Naturally know.”



Zhang Qingxuan nodded: “Because it is a haunted house, I am interested in this house.”

Seeing Qin Yan’s puzzling expression, he smiled and pointed to his Taoist robe: “I am a Taoist priest. There are no Taoist priests in the world who fear ghosts. Ms. Qin will take me to the house. Or give me the key, and I will look at it myself, of course, provided that you can believe my words.”

Taoist priest?

Qin Yan swept Zhang Qingxuan up and down again with a pair of Qiushui eyes full of amorous feelings.

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